F5    D5

(pause)                 F5
Here I sleep the morning through
                                D5
'Til the wail of the call to prayer awakes me
                                   F5
And there ain't nothing at all to do but rise and follow
                    D5
The day wherever it takes me

F5
I stand at the window and I look at the sea
D5
And I am what I am , and what will be will be
F5
I stand at the window and I look at the sea
D5
And I make me a pot of opium tea

(    p a u s e  )    F
Down at the port I watch the boats come in
                              D5
Watch the boats come in can do something to you
                            F5
And the kids gather around with an outstretched hand
                  D5
And I toss them a dirham or two

F5
Well, I wonder if my children are thinking of me
D5
Cause I am what I am , and what will be will be
F5
I wonder if my kids are thinking of me
D5
And I smile and I sip my opium tea


(pause)              F5
At night the sea lashes the rust red ramparts
                          D5
And the shapes of hooded men who pass me
                          F5
And the moan of the wind laughs and laughs and laughs
                          D5
The strange luck that fate has cast me


F5
Well, the cats on the rampart sing merrily
D5
That he is what he is and what will be will be
F5
Yeah, the cats on the rampart sing merrily
D5
And I sit and I drink of my opium tea


                               F5
I'm a prisoner here, I can never go home
                           D5
There is nothing here to win or lose
                   F5
There are no choices needed to be made at all
                                    D5
Not even the choice of having to choose

F5
Well, I'm a prisoner here, yes, but I'm also free
D5
Cause I am what I am and what will be will be
F5
I'm a prisoner here, yeah, but I'm also free
D5
And I smile and I sip my opium tea.